Conan kissed me again and again, and Huiyuan was stunned

"Really."

Kogoro Mouri held the cigarette box and waved it in front of his chest, using inertia to open it and eject a cigarette. He held the cigarette in his left hand and put it in his mouth, put the cigarette box back, took out the lighter hanging on the cigarette end, pressed the switch, and sporadic sparks came out.

He looked down at the lighter, pressing it repeatedly but unable to light the cigarette, and complained in annoyance:

"Why is the lighter so decadent at this time?"

Having said this, Kogoro Mori took back the lighter, stood up, put his hands in his trouser pockets, walked slowly forward, looking around for Hijikata Kozaburo's lighter.

Dongfang Haoyue and Kudo Shinichi looked at Kogoro in silence, secretly complaining in their hearts:

"What do you mean by lighter being decadent at this time? Detective Maori's adjective is too weird."

Princess Mira didn't pay any attention to Maori Kogoro. She clasped her hands on her legs and looked down at the smooth floor. She thought worriedly in her heart:

"Although he pestered Haoyue to ask him why he looked at Miss Yongmei with the eyes of a criminal, Haoyue said that he felt there was something wrong with Yongmei but did not explain why he had such a feeling.

Besides, Haoyue said that there might be a case today and hoped that I would be mentally prepared to see a dead body...

Hiss... Should I not have come here? It feels so scary...!"

As Princess Mira thought about it, a little sweat seeped out of her palms and she took a breath nervously.

Dongfang Haoyue was startled when he heard the noise. He turned to look at Mira who looked uneasy, and blamed himself in his heart:

"I only wanted to remind Mira to be mentally prepared but didn't give her enough sense of security. How could I be so negligent..."

"Don't worry, I'm fine."

Princess Mira accurately caught Dongfang Haoyue's regretful gaze from the corner of her eyes. Her cold heart gradually warmed up. She turned her head to look at her, pretending to be strong and whispered to comfort her:

"As a princess of a country, I will never be afraid of corpses. Haoyue doesn't need to worry about me."

"I will definitely protect you, Mira."

Dongfang Haoyue looked up at Princess Mira, his black pupils emitting a resolute and bright light.

Mira stood there in a daze, her cute face unconsciously flushed slightly.

During this period.

Xiaolan looked at Maori Kogoro who was 1.5 meters to the left and dissuaded him unhappily:

"Dad, you should stop now, right?

You've already smoked a lot of cigarettes, why do you still need to..."

"what?"

Maori Kogoro stopped in front of the right side of the TV, bent over, and looked at the black pistol lying flat on the TV in surprise. He picked it up with his right hand and hung it on his collar, pressing the trigger with his index finger, and said with a happy smile:

"found it!"

"Then, what is that?"

Xiaolan saw the gun clearly and was afraid that Maori Kogoro might accidentally fire the gun. She stood up in fear, with her hands hanging at both sides, nervously confirming:

"pistol?"

Kudo Shinichi withdrew his peaceful gaze from Dongfang Haoyue and Princess Mira, stood up, put his hands in his pockets, stared at the pistol, and thought carefully:

"Real gun or fake gun?"

At this moment.

Dongfang Haoyue was slightly startled when he heard the pistol. He retracted his caring gaze towards Princess Mira, straightened his head, stood up, and looked at Maori Kogoro curiously with his hands hanging down at his sides. He confirmed innocently:

"Does Uncle have a pistol?"

at the same time.

"Eh?"

Princess Mira regained her senses slightly, the blush on her pretty face faded by seven points, she stood up pretending to be calm, leaned forward slightly, folded her hands in front of her, carefully examined the pistol, and confirmed in surprise:

"Is it really a pistol?"

"How is that possible? This is obviously a fake gun. It's just a lighter!"

Maori Kogoro turned to look at Xiaolan and the other three, and confidently described the situation with his body facing the plastic table:

"As soon as you pull the trigger, flames will burst out from the muzzle like a lighter."

Maori Kogoro did not wait for Xiaolan and the other three to respond. He casually pointed his pistol at the cigarette butt, not at anyone else, and confidently declared:

"Alright!"

At this point, Maori Kogoro pulled the trigger without hesitation, but who would have thought...

The pistol didn't react at all.

"Uh......"

Maori Kogoro looked at the pistol awkwardly, pulled the trigger repeatedly with a little force, and complained in annoyance:

"Really? What's going on?"

"Click."

It was the painful sound of Kogoro Mori pulling the trigger.

Xiaolan leaned forward slightly, supporting the plastic table with both hands, and witnessed the trigger breaking and falling to the cold floor. She subconsciously exclaimed:

"what!!"

at the same time.

Maori Kogoro opened his mouth in fear, and the cigarette fell into the ashtray on the table. He said in horror:

"Oh no, the trigger is broken......!!!"

"What is uncle doing...!"

Dongfang Haoyue and Kudo Shinichi covered their faces with their hands, feeling extremely ashamed.

Princess Mira tilted her head, looked at Maori Kogoro with a confused look, and said cutely:

"Are you an idiot...?"

The voice just fell.

"Sorry for keeping you waiting."

Hijikata Kozaburo stood outside the door, holding a light brown tray with several cups of tea and a small white ceramic teapot in his hands.

He pushed the door open with his left arm and immediately looked at the Xiaolan family and Princess Mira who were pretending nothing had happened. He walked over steadily and explained sincerely:

"I always asked my wife to prepare tea before, but today my wife was not at home, so I spent a long time alone."

As Hijikata Kozaburo was talking, he stopped in front of Princess Mira, leaned towards the plastic table, bent down and put down the tray.

During this period.

Kogoro Mouri flashed to Xiaolan's left, nervously holding the pistol and hiding it behind his waist.

Dongfang Haoyue, Kudo Shinichi and Princess Mira put their hands behind their backs with their wrists crossed, seemingly looking at Hijikata, but in fact they were secretly observing Kogoro, laughing happily in their hearts:

"Detective Maori can only admit his mistake honestly!"

At this moment.

"Eh?"

Xiaolan looked at Hijikata Kozaburo in a friendly manner and asked curiously:

"Ms. Yongmei hasn't come back yet?"

"Yes, she said she was going to a friend's house and would probably be back late."

Hijikata Kozaburo straightened up and looked at Xiaolan casually. Suddenly he remembered something, put his hands in his trouser pockets, strode to the front of the TV, leaned forward slightly, looked down at the top of the TV, and greeted cheerfully:

"By the way, I bought something specially to ask Mr. Maori for advice."

"what?"

Kogoro Mouri turned around, his honest face full of confusion and puzzlement.

Dongfang Haoyue, Kudo Shinichi, Xiaolan and Princess Mira looked at Hijikata Kosaburo awkwardly, and guessed in their hearts:

"Was the object he had specifically purchased a pistol?"

"what?"

Hijikata Kozaburo glanced at the top of the TV from a close distance, wondering if he had remembered it wrongly.

"That's weird... I put it here..."

"W-what?"

Several drops of cold sweat ran down Kogoro Mori's cheeks and he was extremely nervous.

"It's a model gun, although it's expensive, but..."

Hijikata Kozaburo straightened up, turned to look at Maori Kogoro, and explained seriously:

"But I need to play a detective who is good at disguise. He exudes energy, likes to show off, and can shoot. I hope Mr. Maori can give me more advice."

"No, no, we don't need anything like that."

Maori Kogoro held the pistol in his right hand and hid it behind his waist. He waved his left hand repeatedly in front of his chest to enhance his persuasiveness and explained with an embarrassed smile:

"Detectives on TV today rarely have handguns."

"what?"

Hijikata Kozaburo folded his arms, couldn't help but let out a confused sound, and complained in his heart that he couldn't understand:

"What is he talking about? Even if detectives on TV don't have guns nowadays, I can't convince the director to cancel the setting of detectives having guns, right?"

"In short, let's pursue true reality!"

Maori Kogoro was sweating profusely. He pressed his left hand to the back of his head to calm his mind and emphasized seriously:

"Remember, we are after true reality."

Dongfang Haoyue, Kudo Shinichi and Princess Mira couldn't help laughing when they heard this, looking at Maori Kogoro's guilty look.

Xiaolan looked at Kogoro with difficulty, and covered her delicate face in her heart.

next second.

"Mr. Maori, what you said doesn't work. I must learn the correct way to use a pistol."

Hijikata Kozaburo adjusted his mood and looked at Maori Kogoro. He raised his right hand over his shoulder, pointed his thumb at the French window not far behind him, and explained with a helpless smile:

"According to the script, the first scene where I played the detective was a gun-point standoff with the criminal by the river outside the window,"